Daddy's filthy little pet

Daddy's filthy little pet

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Rae just wanted to lose her virginity and forget the name of the boy who ruined her first time. So when her wild best friend dares her to visit Club Obsidian - a secret invite-only pleasure club where older men pick submissive girls for one unforgettable night - Rae agrees. She expected nerves. She expected heat. She didn't expect a hot and sexy tattooed stranger in his forties with a tongue piercing, three rings, and a voice that could melt bone. He didn't ask for her name. He just whispered, "Dance for me, kitten." And by morning, Rae was ruined - in the best way possible. But her world shatters when she walks into her mother's house... and finds him standing in the living room. Because the man who owned her body last night? Is her stepfather's brother. Her step-uncle. Now he's living in the pool house, teasing her at dinner, flexing shirtless by the pool, and whispering filthy things when no one's around. He says it was supposed to be one night. But the way he touches her? The way he stares at her like he's starving? He doesn't want to let go. And neither does she. Even if it means losing everything.

Daddy's filthy little pet Chapter 1 Let him change you

Rae's POV

I wasn't supposed to say it out loud. But I did.

Sitting on the edge of Zara's bed, clutching a throw pillow like it could somehow absorb the embarrassment.

"I still haven't lost it," I muttered, eyes glued to the carpet.

Zara's head whipped around. "Wait. Still?! I thought you and Caleb-"

"Yeah, that's the problem." I groaned, sinking deeper into the pillow. "We tried. And by tried, I mean... he couldn't even get it in."

Zara's jaw dropped. "You're joking."

"I wish."

My face burned. "It was so awkward. He kept apologizing, saying he was nervous. I was overthinking everything. Then his mom called, and that was it-game over."

Zara blinked. Then she clapped a hand over her mouth.

And exploded into laughter.

"Oh my God, Rae. You sweet, innocent cupcake."

"Don't laugh! I'm traumatized."

"I'm not laughing at you," she said, flopping down beside me, still grinning. "I'm laughing at boys. You deserve way better than some nervous college guy who can't find his way around a conversation, let alone anything else."

I groaned louder.

"No, listen. I'm serious." Her voice dropped to that conspiratorial whisper she used whenever she was about to drag me into something reckless. "What you need... is someone who actually knows what he's doing."

I side-eyed her. "Define 'knows what he's doing.'"

"Someone older. Confident. Experienced. The kind of guy who'll make your first time feel like fireworks instead of a fumble."

I blinked. "That's not helpful."

Zara's grin turned wicked. "I have an idea."

Oh no.

Not again.

"Zara..."

"Shush. Just hear me out." She reached under her bed and pulled out her tablet. "It's called Club Obsidian."

I stared at her like she'd suggested skydiving without a parachute.

"What the hell is that?"

She tapped through the site like she'd done it a hundred times. "It's private. Super discreet. Invitation-only. A high-end spot where mature, successful people go for real chemistry-no games, no pressure. One night, one connection. You meet someone intriguing, feel the spark, and see where it goes. No strings, no awkward small talk the next day. Just... an experience you actually want to remember."

"You want me to hook up with a stranger?"

"Not a stranger. A possibility."

She turned the screen toward me.

The site glowed with dim, warm lighting-elegant shadows, couples in tailored clothes sharing quiet laughs over drinks, sleek black design that screamed luxury hotel more than anything sketchy.

My heart gave a traitorous little jump. It looked... tempting.

"Zara, I don't know..."

"Rae. You want this to actually happen, right? No more fumbling. No more guys who can't handle the moment." She sat up straighter, her expression turning serious.

"This is about you taking charge of what you want. You set the pace, you decide the boundaries, and you walk away knowing exactly what real connection feels like. One unforgettable night."

I bit my lip.

One night. No expectations. No labels. Just... a secret I could keep.

It was crazy.

And yet...

"I don't have an account."

"You will." She grinned. "I already signed you up."

My eyes went wide. "You what?!"

"Relax. Fake name: Riley Summers. Sounds mysterious and hot, right?"

"Zara..."

"And look-" She tapped again, triumphant. "You've already been matched. Someone saw your pic and was interested."

I blinked. "You sent them my picture?!"

"Just your face. Chill. I added some filters-you look like a total goddess." She leaned in, voice soft. "Do you trust me?"

I swallowed hard.

Did I?

Yes. Stupidly, completely, dangerously.

She grabbed my hand. "Then let me help you get ready."

~~~~

Ten minutes later, I stood in Zara's bathroom, staring at a version of myself I barely recognized.

A fitted black skirt that hugged my hips and ended mid-thigh. A sleek off-shoulder top in soft black fabric that showed just enough collarbone and shoulder to feel daring-no bra, because why not feel bold tonight? Cherry-red lipstick.

Hair loose and glossy over my shoulders. And around my neck, a delicate silver chain with a tiny star pendant that caught the light.

"I look like I'm ready for trouble," I whispered.

Zara leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyes sparkling with pride. "No, babe. You look like a woman who knows exactly what she wants-and isn't afraid to go after it."

I laughed, nerves bubbling up. "What if it's awkward again?"

She stepped closer, cupped my face gently, and smiled.

"You won't be dealing with boys this time. Trust the chemistry. Let it happen."

My phone buzzed on the counter. I glanced down.

Room 47 awaits you.

My breath hitched. This was happening. I was actually doing this.

Zara grinned as she'd just won the lottery.

"Now go," she whispered. "And don't come back until you've forgotten Caleb's name completely."

I turned to the mirror one last time.

Red lips. Wide eyes. Heart pounding like it was trying to escape.

In that moment, I wasn't just Rae-the girl who overthought everything.

I was Riley Summers.

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“Rae just wanted to lose her virginity and forget the name of the boy who ruined her first time. So when her wild best friend dares her to visit Club Obsidian - a secret invite-only pleasure club where older men pick submissive girls for one unforgettable night - Rae agrees. She expected nerves. She expected heat. She didn't expect a hot and sexy tattooed stranger in his forties with a tongue piercing, three rings, and a voice that could melt bone. He didn't ask for her name. He just whispered, "Dance for me, kitten." And by morning, Rae was ruined - in the best way possible. But her world shatters when she walks into her mother's house... and finds him standing in the living room. Because the man who owned her body last night? Is her stepfather's brother. Her step-uncle. Now he's living in the pool house, teasing her at dinner, flexing shirtless by the pool, and whispering filthy things when no one's around. He says it was supposed to be one night. But the way he touches her? The way he stares at her like he's starving? He doesn't want to let go. And neither does she. Even if it means losing everything.”
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Chapter 1 Let him change you

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Chapter 2 Room 47

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Chapter 3 I'm scared

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Chapter 4 Not more than once

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Chapter 5 Mom has a guest !

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Chapter 6 A whole week !

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Chapter 7 Teasing already

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Chapter 8 Hold on still kitten

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Chapter 9 Your shirt, I guess

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Chapter 10 Come here kitten

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Chapter 11 Let me hear you baby

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Chapter 12 Take it slow baby

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Chapter 13 What's wrong

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Chapter 14 You'll love it

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Chapter 15 Do I kiss badly

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Chapter 16 You left me

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Chapter 17 Please what baby

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Chapter 18 Very Naughty girl

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Chapter 19 You're such a baby

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Chapter 20 Stop tormenting me

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Chapter 21 Please what, kitten

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Chapter 22 Daddy was mean

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Chapter 23 Tonight is all about torture

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Chapter 24 I'm sorry baby

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Chapter 25 Arms up baby

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Chapter 26 Are you serious

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Chapter 27 You're so tempting

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Chapter 28 Lock the door

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Chapter 29 Don't worry, baby

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Chapter 30 I'd rip your dress off

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Chapter 31 I'm all yours, only yours

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Chapter 32 You're soaked baby

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Chapter 33 Come on my tongue

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Chapter 34 I need to taste you again

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Chapter 35 Turn around baby

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Chapter 36 Who could that be

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Chapter 37 Ten minutes

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Chapter 38 What if she finds out

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Chapter 39 Our pleasure

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Chapter 40 Come on my fingers baby

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